Category Archives: Musings

“…quiet solitude, the forest and the streams, seeking grace in every step.” John Denver’s description is perfect. When you spend time in the Rockies, expect to be overwhelmed by the majesty, silenced by the solitude and inspired by grace. It’s a place that forces you to take your time. To take it all in. And […]

“A drop fell on the apple tree, Another on the roof; A half a dozen kissed the eaves, And made the gables laugh…”  Ah, the words of Emily Dickinson in her poem so often referred to as “Summer Shower”. Yesterday we had summer showers here (although some of our neighbors had outright downpours!). But at […]

One of the challenges in writing Masque of Honor was how to make the story imminently “readable.”  Have you ever read a book that was written in the 1810 -1820 time period? OMG! It can be a more than just a little laborious!  Although I love her, Jane Austen is NOT an easy read. In […]

Recently I was asked this question as part of an ice-breaker exercise: “Name one thing you’d like to do or see in your life that you have not yet seen or done.” I mean, how does one answer that!?! There are so many things I have yet to see and do! But then when I […]

A typical response on our Selma Mansion Rebirth site when folks would make the comment “Oh if those walls could talk…” was “I’d be running out the front door!” (And that would definitely be the case if the walls spoke out loud!). What I have found interesting after living at Selma for two years now […]

Although it’s been crazy hot these past few days, I find it comforting to walk in the late afternoon just before sunset (and before all those pesky mosquitos come out to feed!). The cicadas are singing and the swallowtails are working the nectar from the thistle while goldfinch wrestle for its seed. Overhead I spot […]

The Russian revolution would depose the Romanov family from its imperial throne and three centuries of the Romanov Dynasty would come to an end on the evening of June 16th and the early morning of July 17th 1918, when they were shot, bludgeoned and bayoneted by their own people. It would be an oversimplification to […]

A typical response on our Selma Mansion Rebirth site when folks would make the comment “Oh if those walls could talk…” was “I’d be running out the front door!” (And that would definitely be the case if the walls spoke out loud!). What I have found interesting after living at Selma for two years now […]

Although it’s been crazy hot these past few days, I find it comforting to walk in the late afternoon just before sunset (and before all those pesky mosquitos come out to feed!). The cicadas are singing and the swallowtails are working the nectar from the thistle while goldfinch wrestle for its seed. Overhead I spot […]

There is something about these last days of June that take me back to the summers of childhood. I remember so vividly sights, tastes, sounds and smells of those days so long ago. The dappled light that filtered through the trees onto the church yard at vacation bible school. Sharing the shade of old maples […]